Book Review: Suzanne Collins' "The Hunger Games"

This was my first foray into young adult literature and I'm totally hooked. I LOVED this book (along with anyone who read it, ever). 



The first book in an eponymous trilogy, The Hunger Games tells the story of a horrifying future in which the former United States (now Panem) is forced to "sacrifice" one 12-18 year old boy and girl from each of the 12 districts of Panem.  Once chosen, the 24 young adults must compete in the annual Hunger Games, a fight-to-the-death competition in which only one may survive. 

For me, the real reason to get behind this book is Katniss Everdeen. The first-person protagonist, Katniss, is a refreshingly complex female character. Rarely does a young woman get portrayed with such complexity--void of cliches or stereotypes, Katniss is exactly the kind of heroine I would've loved as a young adult. She is easy to identify with because she's complicated--not quite strong, certainly not weak; not girly, sexy, innocent, or tough; indeed, she's all of these things throughout the course of the novel, at times simultaneously.
 
Collins writes with little gusto--as a first-person novel, Katniss' thoughts are brief and to the point.  Yet the story she weaves is poetic and once you start, you cannot put it down.   This book is recommended for everyone! Specifically, though, any woman who is craving a female character who is as conflicted and complex as themselves.

Date night

On Friday, Ed surprised me by announcing he had made reservations for the two of us at a semi-fancy restaurant nearby.  Ed is probably the least romantic person I know.  (Ok, in all fairness, he's just romantic in his own way.  A way that is usually very cheap.)  He even followed it up by taking me to the second-highest point in Austin to watch the sunset.  We came home and watched "Alien," his favorite movie.  That Ed, sometimes.

We agreed to do a mutual no-spend month for April on account of a million reasons, mostly that we've overshot our budget the last couple of months.  So I think this all-out $70+ dinner was our one last hurrah.  Also, it takes no convincing to give me an excuse to get all dolled up.

I'm looking longingly at my shoes.  They're new (overspending!) and I seriously am in love with them.  I catch myself staring at them constantly.  Ed was a little bit of an intruder on mine and my shoe's date night.

Skirt: Tulle

Blouse: H&M

Shoes: Steve Madden "Daydreem"

Loving look: My shoe's little laces and cut-outs and yessss

To-do lists

Do y'all make to-do lists?  Of course you do, they are totally reasonable.  Everyone who doesn't make to-do lists, wants to, I'm sure of it.

My to-do list is about 47 items long today.  I'm having the hardest time re-adjusting to a school schedule (and my new job starts next week, so I better re-adjust quickly).  The thing is, I spent all of spring break napping and reading.  Napping and reading!  Life's two greatest pleasures.  Now I have to learn JavaScript?  I have to run errands?  I have applications for things? Exercise?!  No, thank you.  I'd rather nap.

This outfit is from a date night.  We saw "Paul" with a couple of friends.  I don't normally see comedies at theaters because I'm grumpy and rarely find them funny, but this one was!  Simon Pegg and Nick Frost write "smart" comedies--the writing is great and they make a lot of references to Sci-Fi movies (a particular favorite of mine).  So, um, go see it!

Dress: boutique in Chicago

Blouse: boutique in San Marcos, TX of all places

Shoes: UO

80 degrees and windy: a normal spring day in Texas

Spring

Whew, spring break is over!

I don't really mean to be excited about that--I spent my days reading and napping.  I finished a nonfiction book, The Omnivore's Dilemma, and a large graphic novel, Y: The Last Man.  Both were excellent.

Rather, I'm excited that stupid South by Southwest is over.  I know that makes me uncool.  But I hate crowds and traffic and youngsters.  Yes I am 24 going on 50.

Anyway, I know that spring has just hit most of the country, but it's been spring here in central Texas for at least all of March.  I can prove it:

Those are bare arms and legs, people. BARE ARMS.  I know I'm getting ahead of myself, what with wearing summery clothing in March.  What the hell am I going to do come July?  But its hard to resist baring some skin when the weather is just so nice.  So, my non-Texas friends, be jealous.  But only for a bit, the 90-degree days are just around the corner.

Oh yeah, are we friends on Twitter?  We ought to be, you know.

Tank and shoes: Urban Outfitters

Skirt: second hand via Elaine

Belt: thrifted

Front bangs: wonderful people at Birds Barbershop

Lazy days

I'm loving Spring Break, y'all.  This morning, after returning from my daily workout, I drank an entire pot of coffee and read a book for nearly two straight hours.  Then I took my dog on a walk.  Then I napped.  Then I made myself a club sandwich.

This is not exactly what I wore (I wore this last week, as evidenced by my side bangs) but I'm wearing something very similar!  Even on lazy days, I still have to look cute.

Hey did you know that I'm on Twitter?  I am.  Also, Good Reads, if you're into that sort of thing.

Shirt: gift from my mother

Skirt and belt and shoes: thrifted 

Zombie chase

When watching apocylptic movies (and I do frequently), I'm always surprised by how appropriately dressed everyone is.  Comfortable pants, layers on top, shoes conducive to running.  Often at the end of the day I think to myself "good thing a zombie outbreak didn't happen today, I'm totally inappropriately dressed for long-distance running." 

On the day I wore this, though, I think I'd be ok.  It's a dress, sure, but I'm wearing a linen shirt up top!  I feel like linen is always going to be a good way to go, it being so strong and all.

Also, my shoes have laces.  While laced shoes are not a Zombieland rule of survival, I think it would make a big difference.

Also, I know I'm late to the tied-shirt-over-a-dress party, but better late than never!

Shirt: Brooks Brothers, thrifted

Dress: thrifted

Shoes: Target

Outfit: Zombie-ready

Review: Jonathan Franzen's "Freedom"

Freedom is the second of Franzen's novels and the second that I've read.  He has a knack for showing the intimacies of a family--more often than not, uncomfortably so--and no one is ever as they appear to be.

Freedom follows the turbulence of a traditional four-person nuclear family from St. Paul, Minnesota.  In true Franzian style, the narrative follows the perspective of many people and the main plot points are revealed slowly over 500+ pages.  Perhaps autobiographical, he really cuts deep into layers of family life, particularly how the people we love are the ones against whom our transgressions are greatest.  Franzen really challenges notions of "good" and "bad;" "right" and "wrong."  The ones I first sympathized with in the beginning, I wanted to strangle in the end (and vice versa, for the most part).  The story was hilarious, tragic, raw, and delicate (and, nearing 500 pages, I wouldn't expect much less).

It seems to me, though, that Franzen doesn't much like women.  In both Freedom and The Corrections, the female characters are obnoxious; they're selfish, manipulative, self-indulgent, and fairly uni-dimensional.  The majority of the plot of Freedom follows the actions and consequences of the wife and mother, Patty, though at times she seemed to be little else than a prop.  Without many real motivations outside of competition and pursuit of instant gratification, it was hard to know whether to hate her or pity her.  Perhaps, though, that is the point.

Freedom is a totally enjoyable and surprisingly quick read.  I recommend it to anyone who isn't afraid to look back on their own mistakes to make meaning (and maybe even something beautiful) of them.